I should mention that I hate going to grocery store more than I hate making dinner. Mainly because I hate having to find a place to park. Everyone in there is as exhausted as I am. Usually there are several children who I am pretty sure want to be anywhere else than in the grocery store. Somehow I mindlessly wander from one end of the store to the other because I can't managed to grab everything when I go by it the first time. I always end up with something extra and usually forget something I needed. Going to the store 3-4 times a week is craziness!
I decided last night that I need to put a stop to the insanity. I sat down browsing all those food blogs I constantly look at and think "hey I should make that sometime" and made a dinner plan for the week. I am going to be sooo on top of all this! I could just feel the awesomeness radiating off me!
Armed with my list I braved the grocery store. HOLY MOTHER OF... Did you know that everyone single person in the neighborhood likes to shop at 12:30 on a Sunday afternoon? I didn't. Still determined I persevered. All was going very well... I wasn't forgetting things I wasn't grabbing lots of extra things. I came to the personal hygiene aisle. I needed soap so I had to go down the aisle plus being the negative thinker that I am I need to stock up on supplies for the return of the vampire uterus. The bonus was my pads were on sale but I think the checkout teenage boy looked a little nervous when he was ringing up 3 mega boxes of them.
However, in between the soap and pads are the pregnancy tests. The magnetic pull was sooooooooooo strong. I stood there in front of the pregnancy tests (plus 20 different types of condoms) contemplating what I should do. I have a couple boxes of E.P.T pregnancy tests at home already. But everyone seems to think First Response Early Results are the grand pooh-bah of pregnancy tests. Then there are the digital Clear Blue Easy with their lovely pregnant or not pregnant display. No over analyzing or attempting to interpret the faintest of little pink lines.
Now one of the blogs I read always waits to the First Response ones last because they pick up a pretty low level of HCG so if it's negative between 10-15 days past ovulation you usually aren't pregnant. I think I agree with her. I don't see or hear of that many people who had a bunch of negative First Response tests and later found out they were pregnant. Then like most people I am hoping to take a Clear Blue Easy Digital test to get that magic "pregnant".
Of course this is all replaying through my head as I stand in front of the display. And because I am planning on testing on Tuesday and I don't want to have keep making trips to the grocery store I am questioning whether I should buy the tests now. Am I going to jinx myself?? Would this just be a waste of money?? Will this just make me go home and start peeing on pregnancy test sticks? Then you are in that weird yes-take a step to grab a box then no-step back I don't need it phase. I am feel like I looked like a tourist staring at panda bears in the zoo! I am pretty sure everyone else thought I was mentally deranged in front of the condoms (because the large boxes of pads would negate the need for pregnancy tests).
On another fun "hopefully I am pregnant" symptom note...I am back to having STRANGE STRANGE dreams. Generally, of the sexual nature. Let's see in my dreams last night I was skinny (WOOT! WOOT!) wearing expensive lingerie having sex with my boyfriend in the first class airport lounge. Then another dream about having sex with my OLDER (like George Clooney older) boyfriend. Then other weird things I don't 100% remember.
On that note I shall finish because crazy sex dreams, stockpiling personal hygiene products and coveting pregnancy tests is pretty much the end of sanity for me.
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